She'd never been a particularly aggressive kisser. More of a pecker than a smoocher, but the kiss she was giving me was anything but a peck. I felt her lips wetly press to mine and her tongue force its way into my mouth, flicking around mine as my hands stroked up and down her sides, sliding from the strings of the tiny bikini top to the string of her thong bottom.
"do me now." She whispered urgently as she broke the kiss.
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